6 THE PLEASANT HISTORY OF CHAP.

him his cvedo, and make him a good chaplain ;
he made him come sit between his legs and
sing and cry aloud credo, credo. My way lay
thereby, and I heard the song: then coming
nearer, I found that Mr. Reynard had left his
first note and song, and begun to play his old

 

deceit; for he had caught Ayward by the
throat, and had I not come at that time, he
had taken his life also, as you may see by the
fresh wound on Ayward at this present. O
my Lord the King, if you suffer this un-
punished, and let him go quit, that hath thus
broken your peace, and profaned your dignity,
and doing no right according to the judgment